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And all the foes of Zion feiz'd
With horror to the foul !

6 Thus shall the men that hate the faints, Be blafted from the sky;

Their glory fades, their courage faints,
And all their projects die.

7 [What though they flourish tall and fair,
They have no root beneath;
Their growth fhall perish in despair,
And lie despis'd in death.]

8 [So corn, that on the house-top stands,
No hope of harvest gives;
The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands,
Nor binder fold the sheaves.

9 lt springs and withers on the place :
No traveller bestows

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A word of blessing on the grafs,
Nor minds it as he goes.]

PSALM CXXX. Common Metre.

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Pardoning grace.

UT of the deeps

of long distress,

The borders of despair,

I fent my cries to feek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
2 Great God! should thy feverer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,

No mortal flesh could stand.
3 But there are pardons with my God
For crimes of high degree;
Thy Son hath bought them with his blood,
To draw us near to thee.

4 [I wait for thy falvation, Lord,
With strang defires I wait;:
My foul, invited by thy word,
Stands watching at thy gate.]

5 [Just as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning skies,
Watch the first beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes:

6 So waits my foul to fee thy grace,
And, more intent than they,
Meets the first op'nings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day.]

7 Then in the Lord let Ifrael trust,
Let Ifrael feek his face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous in his grace.
8 There's full redemption at his throne
For finners long enslav'd;
The great Redeemer is his Son,
And Ifrael shall be fav'd.

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PSALM CXXX. Long Metre.
Pardoning grace.

FROM deep diftrefs and troubled thoughts, thee, my God, I rais'd my cries!

If thou feverely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.

2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace,
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That finners may approach thy face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and wish, for breaking day,

So waits my foul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display?

4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain ;
Let mourning fouls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.

5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from finful ways,
: And pardons what our hands have done.

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PSALM CXXXI.

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Common Metre.

Humility and fubmiffion.

S there ambition in my heart?
Search, gracious God, and fee;

Or do I act a haughty part?
Lord, I appeal to thee.

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still,
And all my carriage mild,
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.

3 The patient foul, the lowly mind,
Shall have a large reward:
Let saints in forrow lie resign'd,
And trust a faithful Lord.

PSALM CXXXII. 5, 13-18. Long Metre. At the fettlement of a church; or, the ordination of a minister.

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HERE shall we go to feek and find
An habitation for our God,

A dwelling for th' eternal mind,
Amongst the fons of flesh and blood?

2 The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion, for his ancient reft; And Zion is his dwelling still, His church is with his prefence blest. " Here will I fix my gracious throne, " And reign forever," faith the Lord; " Here shall my pow'r and love be known, "And blessings shall attend my word.

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"Here will I meet the hungry poor, "And fill their fouls with living bread : "Sinners, that wait before my door, "With sweet provision shall be fed.

" Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace, "My priests, my ministers shall shine; "Not Aaron, in his costly dress, "Made an appearance so divine. 6 "The faints, unable to contain "Their inward joys, shall shout and fing; "The Son of David here shall reign, " And Zion triumph in her King. 7 [" Jesus shall see a num'rous feed " Born here, t' uphold his glorious name; "His crown shall flourish on his head, "While all his foes are cloth'd with shame."]

PSALM CXXXII.

Common Metre.

Ver. 4, 5, 7, 8, 15-17. A church established. I ГО Пеер nor

flumber to his eyes

Good David would afford,

Till he had found below the skies
A dwelling for the Lord.
2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name,
His ark was fettled there :

To Zion the whole nation came

To worship thrice a year.

3 But we have no fuch lengths to go,
Nor wander far abroad;
Where'er thy faints assemble now,
There is a house for God.]

PAUSE.

4 Arife, O King of Grace, arife,
And enter to thy rest!
Lo! thy church waits, with longing eyes,
Thus to be own'd and blest.

5 Enter, with all thy glorious train,
Thy spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain,
Could no fuch grace afford.
6 Here, mighty God! accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of thy house,
And fill thy poor with bread.
7 Here let the Son of David reign;
Let God's Anointed shine;
Justice and truth his court maintain,
With love and pow'r divine.
8 Here let him hold a lasting throne,
And, as his kingdom grows,
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown,
And shame confound his foes.

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PSALM CXXXIII. Common Metre.

Brotherly love.

LO, what an entertaining fight

Are brethren

agree!

Brethren, whose cheerful hearts unite
In bands of piety !

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